It's a war. Between us. It's a big war, and if you lose, I lose. If I win, you lose. How can I not consider you my enemy when I'm in a war like this because you've already made me an enemy?
Should I lose or should I win?
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"Yes..." I said suddenly to get out of this deep conversation because I was feeling very tired mentally. Is it normal that I've been feeling so tired lately?
"Are you okay?" He held out his hand to my face, but moving away from him, I took the glass bottle I had set on the flat rock and looked at the orange fish in the glass bottle.
"I'm fine," I said, trying to wipe the tired expression off my face. I didn't look at his face because I knew he would do whatever he wanted to me until he got his answer. This meant that I had to look good. Even if I didn't look good, I had to be good because there was no other way to get out of his games.
